Graduation (kind of)

Yesterday was a spectacular day in my life. I graduated, but that's not why. The company I work for asked me to be hoisted up in a basket by a crane hovering over their new high-rise. So obviously, instead of sitting through hours of Bill Cosby jabbering nonsense about puddin' pops and whatnot, just to get my name stated among the hundreds of others (congrats, by the way, if one of them was you,) I chose to skip the ceremonies and fly high above our beloved city instead. (Like spiderman.) After the foreman informed me of the height, risk of death, serious injury, possibility of vomiting on pedestrians, etc, I went up.